=Sympathy.=

Thou hast given me, in this beauteous face, A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

1850 SHAKS.: _2 Henry VI.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

There's nought in this bad world like sympathy: 'Tis so becoming to the soul and face-- Sets to soft music the harmonious sigh, And robes sweet friendship in a Brussels lace.

1851 BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto xiv., St. 47.

=Synods.=

Synods are mystical bear-gardens, Where elders, deputies, church-wardens, And other members of the court, Manage the Babylonish sport.

1852 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i., Canto iii., Line 1095.

==T.==

=Tale.=

Who so shall telle a tale after a man, He moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can, Everich word, if it be in his charge, All speke he never so rudely and so large.

1853 CHAUCER: _Canterbury Tales, Prologue,_ Line 733.

But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul.

1854 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love.

1855 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Meet me by moonlight alone, And then I will tell you a tale Must be told by the moonlight alone, In the grove at the end of the vale!

1856 J.A. WADE: _Meet Me by Moonlight._

=Talk.=

We will not stand to prate; Talkers are no good doers; be assured We go to use our hands, and not our tongues.

1857 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

But still his tongue ran on, the less Of weight it bore, with greater ease And with its everlasting clack, Set all men's ears upon the rack.

1858 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 443.

They always talk who never think.

1859 PRIOR: _Upon this Passage in the Scaligeriana._

Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.

1860 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire ii., Line 207.

It would talk,-- Lord! how it talked!

1861 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _Scornful Lady,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Tasso.=

Tasso is their glory and their shame.

Hark to his strain! and then survey his cell!

And see how dearly earn'd Torquato's fame, And where Alfonso bade his poet dwell.

1862 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 36.

=Taste.=

Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find Two of a face as soon as of a mind.

1863 POPE: Satire vi., Line 268.

Good native Taste, tho' rude, is seldom wrong, Be it in music, painting, or in song: But this, as well as other faculties, Improves with age and ripens by degrees.

1864 ARMSTRONG: _Taste,_ Line 26

Such and so various are the tastes of men.

1865 AKENSIDE: _Pl. of the Imagination,_ Bk. iii., Line 567.

=Taxation.=

By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection.

1866 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

Who nothing has to lose, the war bewails; And he who nothing pays, at taxes rails.

1867 CONGREVE: _Epis. to Sir Richard Temple. Of Pleasing,_ Line 17.

=Tea.=

For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a stratagem.

1868 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire vi., Line 190.

=Teaching.=

I have labored, And with no little study, that my teaching And the strong course of my authority Might go one way.

1869 SHAKS.: _Henry VIII.,_ Act v., Sc. 2.

=Tears.=

The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase.

1870 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd.